Brecken sat down on the just outside the Undercity, hooking his staff under his leg and over his shoulder as usual. This had become his favorite spot of late. He remembered being here in a dream when times were simpler. Now he sat and stared at the tattered Lordaeron banner he had bribed the tower guard to fly this evening. It brought him peace and somehow he always felt closer to the Light to see it.

The sun was not yet down and the banner was caught high the breeze. So much so you could not see the damage. Brecken picked at his meal and the wind changed; a cold wind from the north. The season had changed, summer was over and the first hints of autumn were now blowing across his back. He shivered, though only out of habit and he thought back to times of glory and pride, of a great king and an even greater prince. And as he did so the sun dipped below the horizon, leaving the banner shrouded in shadow. Brecken was now cold, truly cold for the first time since his rebirth.

It would be a very long winter.

Brecken sighed as if to clear his mind and went back to his meal._________________I brake for True Iron.

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